Even Yao Jing started to stretch her neck. Now that the sand was blown into her eyes, Ye Jian would definitely not be able to hold on anymore!
Those not in the army would never know how much hard work it takes to be in a military stance. When Ye Jian was training under the tutelage of Principal Chen, there would be steel needles on her legs. As long as she moved, the needles would pierce her and she would bleed.
She had a waist frame on her back, and iron balls, sandbags were tied to her wrists. Her eyes were squinting forward and she would never blink, even if the sand got into her eyes! As long as the command wasn't over, no matter rain or shine, storm or calm, she would stand upright and strong, even if there was a hurricane!
So what if the sand got into her eyes? So what if sweat got into her eyes?
The army must have the appearance of an army, and a soldier must have the appearance of a soldier, the image of a soldier, and the grandiose of a soldier! They must deter enemies, provide a sense of security to the people, act with power, and be unstoppable when attacking.
Wearing the military uniform meant that you'll have to be able to withstand suffering. Wind, sand, sweat, and tears are just negligible things.
Ye Jian kept her head up and stared at the sunlight that could make other people's skin peel. She stood there for twenty minutes, without moving.
The classmates who were sitting down started becoming impatient. They were feeling uncomfortable sitting under the hot sun. Ye Jian, who was standing still would be even more uncomfortable.
"Twenty-five minutes! She didn't even move!"
"Not only did she not move, I saw sand getting blown into her face and she didn't even blink once! Did the sand get blocked by her long eyelashes?"
"Are you stupid? How can eyelashes block sand from going into her eyes? Do you want to try some fake eyelashes?"
"My eyes still sting after rubbing. Look at Ye Jian, she's standing so straight. Just with that, us boys are not as good as her!"
There was nothing surprising about this. If he mentioned that Ye Jian had helped the Ministry of Public Security to find the truth within four hours, the rest of his classmates would be shocked.
Drinking the entire bottle of water, Yang Heng held on to the empty bottle tightly. He was looking at Ye Jian. Isn't she attractive? Of all the students from the two schools, who can be like her?
One in a thousand? One in ten thousand? …Perhaps it would be hard to find someone like her among ten million people!
She was still standing there, even as the sun rays turned from white to a touch of gold. Her shadow was stretched longer by the west-sloping sunlight, in line with the other instructors' shadows, all that while maintaining her aura.
She had trained for about half an hour prior to this. Now that she was there for forty minutes, it would mean that she had trained continuously for an entire hour without stopping.
One hour was already the limit for the boys, and to her, it still seemed so easy and relaxed. She didn't feel tired at all.
Looking at her, Yang Heng laughed. His handsome eyes had a kind of pride. Look, the girl that's standing there is his friend. So outstanding, and everyone in school would treat her with respect.
Yang Heng felt that Ye Jian would become one of the centennial figures in Provincial No.1 Middle School, and her photo would surely be hung in the school's hall of fame, and the juniors would look up to her.
Maybe one day when he returns to his alma mater, he can point at the photos and tell others that she was his friend!